At one o’clock precisely Bonaparte left the Luxembourg.  The procession was, doubtless, far from approaching the magnificent parade of the Empire:  but as much pomp was introduced as the state of things in France permitted.  The only real splendour of that period consisted in fine troops.  Three thousand picked men, among whom was the superb regiment of the Guides, had been ordered out for the occasion:  all marched in the greatest order; with music at the head of each corps.  The generals and their staffs were on horseback, the Ministers in carriages, which were somewhat remarkable, as they were almost the only private carriages then in Paris, for hackney-coaches had been hired to convey the Council of State, and no trouble had been taken to alter them, except by pasting over the number a piece of paper of the same colour as the body of the vehicle.  The Consul’s carriage was drawn by six white horses.  With the sight of those horses was associated the recollection of days of glory and of peace, for they had been presented to the General-in-Chief of the army of Italy by the Emperor of Germany after the treaty of Campo-Formio.  Bonaparte also wore the magnificent sabre given him by the Emperor Francis.  With Cambaceres on his left, and Lebrun in the front of the carriage, the First Consul traversed a part of Paris, taking the Rue de Thionville; and the Quai Voltaire to the Pont Royal.  Everywhere he was greeted by acclamations of joy, which at that time were voluntary, and needed not to be commanded by the police.

From the-wicket-of the Carrousel to the gate of the Tuileries the troops of the Consular Guard were formed in two lines, through which the procession passed—­a royal custom, which made a singular contrast with an inscription in front of which Bonaparte passed on entering the courtyard.  Two guard-houses had been built, one on the right and another on the left of the centre gate.  On the one to the right were written these words: 

     “The tenth of august 1792.—­Royalty in France
     is abolished; and shall never be re-established!”

It was already re-established!

In the meantime the troops had been drawn up in line in the courtyard.  As soon as the Consul’s carriage stopped Bonaparte immediately alighted, and mounted, or, to speak more properly, leaped on his horse, and reviewed his troops, while the other two Consuls proceeded to the state apartments of the Tuileries, where the Council of State and the Ministers awaited them.  A great many ladies, elegantly dressed in Greek costume, which was then the fashion, were seated with Madame Bonaparte at the windows of the Third Consul’s apartments in the Pavilion of Flora.  It is impossible to give an idea of the immense crowds which flowed in from all quarters.  The windows looking to the Carrousel were let for very large sums; and everywhere arose, as if from one voice, shouts of “Long live the First Consul!” Who could help being intoxicated by so much enthusiasm?